british weather is so deceiving. you leave the house in a cardigan/denim jacket and think 'woaaah, i'm going to boil'. give it two hours, and you'll be shivering like a hardened alcoholic going cold turkey. so yeah, it's march, but why can't it be constantly cold rather than temperamental?
then we went for a picnic, which was fun. now for pip's birthday celebrations.
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